Set your mind on things above, not on the things that are on earth. For you have died and your life is hidden with Christ in God.


a sudden burst of inspiration

needs some work I just wrote it on a whim ;) so I'm not done with it yet...

The sea-colored toenails disappear
Among the sun-warmed grass.
Nostrils flare at earth-smelled atmosphere
Eyes capture snow-covered mountains.
Sky-temperature wind fingers through hair
Drying salt-tasted tears on cheeks.
Surrounded by melody-filled air
Knees pulled to the life-crowded ground.

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